"Mom, who writes your blog for you?" said my eleven-year-old son who is sternly prohibited from reading my blog, but reads it regularly despite his parents' wishes.
"What makes you ask that?" I replied.
"You are not funny in real life," he said.
"Oh, you caught me. You know my secret. Your dad writes my blog for me, so people won't think I am boring and uptight," I said.
"Yeah that makes sense. Dad is the funny one."
"Right, Dad is the funny one."
